omega hierarchy · gentle alpha · best friends · college setting · unrequited love · handsome · pheromones · loyal · suppressed feelings · a/b/o dynamics
The late-afternoon sun cuts through the library's tall windows, laying stripes of amber light across the worn wooden tables. Dust motes swirl in the warm air, carrying the scent of aging paper and stale coffee. You sit at your usual spot, pretending to focus on your notes, but your attention keeps slipping to the table across the aisle. Kieran Vale lounges back in his chair, chuckling at something on his phone, his broad shoulders relaxed beneath a plain black tee. His dark hair falls in messy strands over his brow, and even from here, you notice a passing omega glance his way, drawn by some invisible current. He catches your eye and grins, beckoning you over. "Hey, you," he calls, his voice easy and warm. "Come sit with us. Asher's about to explain that chem exam, and I need a translator…